Selene exhaled slowly, willing her pulse to steady as Ronan pulled away. His fingers had barely left her skin, yet the ghost of his touch lingered, igniting something she refused to name.She should say something-break the silence before it swallowed her whole. But the words tangled in her throat, and when she finally dared to meet his gaze, she saw something dangerous there.Not danger in the way Ronan's enemies feared him. No, this was different. This was the kind of danger that made her chest tighten, the kind that whispered of a fall she wasn't sure she could survive."You should rest," he said at last, his voice quieter now, rough around the edges."You lost more blood than you realize."Selene scoffed, rolling her shoulders as if that could shake off the lingering awareness between them. "I've survive the point.""Then what is?" she challenged.His gaze flickered to her lips for the briefest moment, a flicker so quick she almost convinced herself she imagined it.Almost.
The night air was thick with tension as Selene and Ronan moved through the dense forest, their footsteps light but urgent. The flickering remnants of their campfire faded behind them, swallowed by the darkness.“They’re still out there,” Ronan murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.Selene nodded, gripping her dagger tighter. She could feel it too—that eerie sensation of being watched. Whoever had been lurking in the shadows wasn’t gone. They were waiting.And then it happened.A snap. Not the careless crack of an animal wandering through the brush this was deliberate. A warning.Ronan reacted instantly, grabbing Selene’s wrist and pulling her behind him as an arrow whizzed past, embedding itself into a nearby tree with a dull thud.“Move!” he ordered, shoving her forward just as another arrow sliced through the air.They ran.The forest blurred around them, the ground uneven beneath their feet. More arrows followed, but the attackers weren’t trying to kill—they were herding them.
Selene hesitated only a moment before gripping Cassian’s outstretched hand. His grip was strong and sure as he pulled her up, his smirk barely concealing the flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.The moment she was on solid ground, she turned, reaching for Ronan. He looked at Cassian with pure distrust, but when she extended her hand, he took it. Together, she and Cassian pulled him up.Ronan barely got to his feet before he swayed, blood still seeping from his shoulder wound. Selene instinctively reached for him, steadying him against her side. He stiffened but didn’t pull away.Cassian raised an eyebrow. “So, he’s not just your bodyguard, then?”Selene shot him a glare. “Shut up.”Cassian chuckled, but before he could respond, the unmistakable sound of twigs snapping cut through the air.Selene spun, dagger in hand.Shadows moved through the trees.They weren’t alone.“Friends of yours?” Ronan muttered, his hand inching toward his blade despite his injury.Cassian’s expressio
The pounding footsteps outside grew louder, each second tightening the noose around them.Selene’s pulse raced. They had to move—now.Cassian peered through the cracked window. “They’re circling the outpost. If we stay, we’re dead.”Ronan pushed himself upright with a wince. “Then we fight our way out.”“You can barely stand,” Selene shot back, gripping his arm before he could stagger.Ronan’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t pull away. The heat of his body against hers sent an unwelcome shiver down her spine.Cassian smirked. “Cute, but we don’t have time for lovers’ quarrels.”Selene ignored him. “What’s the plan?”Cassian exhaled. “There’s an underground tunnel beneath this ruin—an old escape route. We use it to get out without being seen.”Ronan’s gaze darkened. “And you just happened to know about it?”Cassian met his suspicion with a smirk. “I know a lot of things.”Selene had no reason to trust Cassian, but their options were slim. Either take the risk—or die here.“Fine,” she said
Selene’s heart pounded as she pressed deeper into the forest, Ronan’s weight heavy against her. His breathing was ragged, his body feverishly hot where he leaned against her. The wound in his side had worsened—she could feel the damp warmth of fresh blood seeping through his shirt.“We need to stop,” she whispered, voice tight with worry.“No,” Ronan gritted out, trying to straighten. “We keep moving. We’re not safe yet.”Cassian, a few steps ahead, glanced over his shoulder. His golden eyes flicked to Ronan before settling on her. “He’s slowing us down. If they catch up—”Selene shot him a glare. “We’re not leaving him.”Cassian exhaled sharply but said nothing, leading them toward a thicket of trees where the shadows were deeper. They had been running for what felt like hours, but Selene’s nerves remained razor-sharp. Their escape from the stronghold had turned into a chase, the enemy always just out of sight but never far behind.Finally, they reached a small clearing with a cluste
The first blade came for her throat.Selene ducked, twisting just in time to feel the wind of the strike skim past her cheek. She reacted on instinct, driving her dagger into the attacker’s side before yanking it free. Blood sprayed, hot and sharp in the cold night air.Chaos exploded around her.Ronan fought like a cornered beast, his movements slower than usual—his injury weakening him—but no less deadly. He caught a soldier’s wrist, twisting until bones snapped, then drove his sword through the man’s chest.Cassian…Selene’s stomach twisted as she caught sight of him, blade flashing as he cut through an opponent with effortless precision. The same man who had led them into this trap was now fighting alongside them.She didn’t know what to do with that.Her brother stood at the edge of the clearing, watching. He hadn’t drawn a weapon yet. He didn’t need to. His soldiers were doing the work for him, and he looked amused, as if this were nothing more than a game.“You’re only making t
Chapter 11 - Into the UnknownSelene hit the water like a stone.The icy river swallowed her whole, tearing the breath from her lungs. The current seized her, dragging her beneath the surface. Darkness closed in, her body tumbling through the roaring chaos.She fought, kicking hard, but the water was relentless, yanking her deeper. Her lungs burned. The cold seeped into her bones.Then—fingers brushed hers.Ronan.She reached for him, but the current wrenched them apart.No. No, no, no—A jagged rock loomed ahead. She twisted, barely avoiding it, only for another to slam into her ribs. Pain exploded through her side. The world blurred.Then—light.The current spat her out, tossing her violently onto the riverbank. She crashed against the mud, coughing, gasping. Water poured from her mouth as she dragged in a ragged breath.The river roared beside her, its icy fingers still trying to pull her back. But she was out. She was alive.Selene forced herself onto her hands and knees, her body
Selene’s grip tightened around her dagger as Cassian stepped into the cabin.He looked like hell—dried blood caked his forehead, his shirt was torn, and his movements were slow and stiff. But it wasn’t just him that set her on edge.It was the stranger beside him.Tall, draped in dark armor, his face obscured by a hood. The air around him felt wrong—as if the shadows bent toward him, clinging to his presence.Selene’s pulse pounded. Ronan shifted beside her, his body tense despite his injuries.Cassian exhaled, dragging a hand through his damp hair. “Relax, Selene. If I wanted you dead, I wouldn’t have just saved your life.”“Saved?” Ronan scoffed. “You mean led our enemies straight to us?”Cassian’s jaw tightened. “I just barely got out alive. Trust me, I didn’t lead them anywhere.”Selene narrowed her eyes, studying him. He looked… exhausted. And for once, honest.Her gaze flicked to the stranger. “Who is he?”Cassian hesitated. Then, “A messenger.”The stranger stepped forward, low
The air felt thick, charged with something neither Selene nor Ronan could name. They had moved beyond the moments of comfort, the stolen smiles in the heat of battle or shared glances in the quiet of their camp. Now, the stakes had changed.Selene stood at the edge of their makeshift camp, the moonlight reflecting off the still water of the river. It should have been peaceful—beautiful, even—but there was a weight to the night. A pressure pressing in on her chest that had nothing to do with the physical exhaustion from their long days of travel.She was on the edge, and she could feel it.Ronan approached, his movements cautious, his expression unreadable. She knew him well enough to see past the mask of indifference he often wore, and she could feel the tension radiating from him, just as it did from her.“Can’t sleep?” he asked softly, coming to stand beside her. His presence was both a comfort and a reminder of how much they had to lose.Selene shook her head, not trusting herself
The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the camp. The air was thick with tension—an almost suffocating weight that pressed down on Selene’s chest. It had been building for days, each exchange, each glance, like an unspoken promise breaking, piece by piece.Ronan’s wounds had not healed as quickly as she’d hoped, and now they were becoming more than just a physical burden. The tension between them had shifted, a subtle but undeniable change in the way he avoided her touch, the way his eyes seemed to look through her rather than at her.It hurt, more than she had anticipated. But she couldn’t ignore the signs. Something was wrong. Something more than just his physical condition.“Are you sure you’re okay?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. The question felt like a lie, a way to hide her own fears and doubts. She knew better than to believe it herself, but she had to ask anyway.Ronan didn’t answer immediately. He stared into the fire, the flames flickering
The moon hung low in the sky, casting an ethereal glow across the camp. The night felt endless, as though time itself had come to a halt. Selene sat by the edge of the fire, her eyes lost in the flames. The heat from the fire did little to ease the chill that had settled in her bones.She wasn’t sure when things had started to feel so… off. Everything had changed when Ronan had started to withdraw, when Cassian’s subtle glances had turned into something more insistent. Now, the unspoken tension between them was thick enough to cut with a knife.And the worst part was, she didn’t know what to do about it.“Selene,” a voice broke through her thoughts. Ronan’s deep tone brought her back to reality, and she turned to find him standing just outside the flickering light of the fire. His silhouette was shadowed, but she could see the weariness in his posture. It wasn’t just physical anymore. His eyes, too, seemed haunted—distant.“Are you alright?” Selene asked softly, though she knew the an
The wind was colder tonight, cutting through the trees like a whispering warning. Selene stood at the edge of the camp, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon. The stars above offered no comfort, their distant light mocking her growing sense of unease. She could feel it in her bones—something was shifting, something big. The uneasy truce between them all was beginning to crack, and she wasn’t sure if they could hold it together much longer.Ronan had been distant, too quiet for her liking, and Cassian’s presence had grown increasingly hard to ignore. The tension between them all was palpable, a thin thread ready to snap under the weight of their unspoken words.She exhaled slowly, the chill in the air biting at her skin as she wrapped her arms around herself. She had been the one to hold this alliance together, the one to keep them focused on the task at hand. But now, it felt like they were drifting—drifting toward something they couldn’t control.“Selene.”The voice broke through her
The night was heavy with tension, the air thick with unspoken words and lingering doubts. Every step forward felt like treading the edge of a knife, and Selene knew that whatever secrets had been buried for so long were about to come to light—whether they were ready for them or not.They had been moving under the cover of darkness for hours, weaving through the dense forest in silence. The shadows stretched long under the silver glow of the moon, and though their pace was steady, Selene couldn’t shake the feeling that they weren’t alone.Ronan walked beside her, his presence grounding, even as his strength waned. His injuries still hadn’t fully healed, and she could feel his exhaustion in the way his movements had slowed, the way he clenched his jaw against the pain he refused to acknowledge.Behind them, Cassian moved with practiced ease, but Selene felt the weight of his gaze on her. He had been watching her differently since the last battle, his usual sharp-edged arrogance replaced
The night had settled around them like a thick shroud, the forest alive with distant sounds of rustling leaves and nocturnal creatures stirring in the undergrowth. But Selene barely noticed. Cassian’s words from earlier still echoed in her mind.“Are you sure about him?”She wanted to dismiss it, to tell herself Cassian was only stirring doubt where there was none. But as she glanced at Ronan, walking a few paces ahead, she couldn’t ignore the way his steps faltered, his breath coming in shallow bursts. He was pushing himself too hard. And he was barely holding on.Selene moved closer, her fingers brushing against his arm. He tensed but didn’t pull away.“You’re not okay,” she murmured, keeping her voice low so the others wouldn’t hear.Ronan shot her a wry smirk, but it lacked his usual confidence. “I’m fine.”“You keep saying that,” she countered, her frustration bubbling beneath the surface. “But I see the way you’re struggling. If we don’t stop soon, you’re going to—”Her words cu
Great! Let’s dive in and start writing Chapter 55: “Cracks in the Alliance”.Chapter 55: Cracks in the AllianceThe night was quiet, too quiet. It should have been a relief after everything they had been through, but for Selene, the silence was deafening. As the darkness surrounded them, so too did her growing unease. She had thought their bond was unbreakable—after everything they’d survived together—but now, she wasn’t so sure.Ronan was getting weaker. She could see it in his eyes, in the way he moved so carefully, like he was trying not to make a sound. He’d been injured in the battle days ago, but there was something else now. Something more. He refused to admit it, but Selene knew. He was hiding the pain.She watched him from a distance, his figure sitting on the edge of the campfire, his face partially illuminated by the flickering flames. He had always been the strong one—the one who protected her, the one who held everything together. But now… now she was the one who had to b
The quiet of the abandoned cabin felt almost surreal, the kind of silence that settled deep into your bones, a quiet that wasn’t peaceful but unsettling. Selene stood near the door, her back pressed against the wood, trying to steady her breath. The tension in the air was thick, as if the whole world was holding its breath, waiting for the next move. She could feel Ronan’s eyes on her, his presence like a constant weight at her back.“What are you thinking?” he asked, his voice low but unmistakably filled with concern.Selene didn’t answer immediately, her gaze drifting over the wreckage in front of them. The room was in ruins, remnants of a once-used, comfortable space now scattered and broken. Alys had done this—had orchestrated this whole mess. The woman who had pretended to be their ally, who had carefully weaved her way into their trust, was now the very thing they needed to be wary of.“I’m thinking about what comes next,” Selene replied quietly, still not looking at Ronan. Her
The world seemed to tilt beneath Selene’s feet as she stared at the woman standing beside Elias. Her sister.Alys.The name burned through her like a ghost from a forgotten past. For years, she had believed Alys was dead—swallowed by the darkness that had taken so much from her. But here she stood, alive and changed.Selene’s heart pounded, a painful mix of emotions twisting inside her. Alys was older now, her features sharper, her silver eyes guarded. There was no warmth in them. No recognition of the love they had once shared as children.She had once idolized her sister. Now, she barely recognized her.“Alys?” Selene’s voice barely came out.Alys tilted her head, a slow smirk forming. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”Beside Selene, Ronan tensed. Even injured, his stance was protective, his golden eyes narrowed with suspicion. “Who is she?” His voice was low, edged with warning.Selene swallowed hard. “My sister.”Cassian let out a harsh breath, stepping in front of her. “And she’s s